Monday, 20 May 2013


This constant ache,
Biting and gnawing,
Making holes of doubt,
Grow bigger,
While you're busy playing,
Your stupid childish games,
And I grow weary,
Of watching and waiting,
Until you want me again,
I am not some trained dog,
I don't come only when you need me,
I am tired,
And I need too,
Perhaps too much,
That you cannot fill the void,
Because as long as it remains a game to you,
I will still be the same as before,
Holding a heart,
That is scrawled with the scarlet letters,

~Rei Shiori

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